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Post by icefur on Nov 21, 2009 5:14:14 GMT
It was night, and Battleheart was restless. Every bone in his body hurt, he had several burns, and his heart was broken. Several of his Clanmates, who had done nothing wrong, had died in the fire. He got up out of his nest, and padded out of WindClan's make-shift camp, and into RiverClan territory.
He padded down to the river, and was about to take a drink when he heard voices. "Come on. Yer not afraid of them stinkin' forest cats, are yer?" "Well, Boss...actually..." Two cats, a black tom and a tabby tom were padding toward the river, towards Battleheart. The tabby trailed off when he noticed Battleheart. "Get 'im!" Hissed the black tom, and both intruders sprang at the white tom.
Battleheart twisted to one side, and the tabby sprawled on the ground. The black tom, however, snarled and raked his claws across the WindClan warrior's left flank. Battleheart bit down hard on his enemy's leg, but as he did so, the tabby jumped at him.
After about tem minutes, there was silence. Both the tabby and the black tom lay dead, scarred in dozen places. Battleheart sighed and flopped down on the ground, blood oozing from his thirty-odd wounds. He lay his head on his paws, and after about a minute, his heart ceased to beat, and his green eyes misted over. The big white tom, who had given his all for his Clan, was dead.
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<~Horns~>
Newborn Kitten
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Post by <~Horns~> on Nov 21, 2009 5:27:54 GMT
Ebonyscar had heard yowling and raced towards it source. There he saw to loners there dead and saw Battleheart dead. His green eyes staring into his heart piercing him. He picked up the dead tom by the scruff of his neck and dragged him back to camp. He eyes watering with confusion and anger for his dead Clan-mate.
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Post by icefur on Nov 21, 2009 20:15:28 GMT
OOC: Thanks for replying! Just one thing- Battleheart's a WindClan warrior.
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Post by hollyleaf9 on Nov 22, 2009 12:47:14 GMT
OOC: Mhmh yep dee doo he's definently Windclan. I'll make Aqua come along and find the *CENSORED* killers. (wrote the censored thing myself...I don't know what the heck it means)
Aquafoot skirted the shimmering river, admiring the moon's reflection. She decided it was time to go back to camp. She walked a lillte ways and then stopped, tasted the air and almost fainted. BLOOD! She ran as fast as she could toward the bloody scent. She paused and yelled, "Is anyone there?" No answer. She padded forward until....she found a tabby and a big black tom lying dead on the ground. But then, the big one moved. Aquafoot snarled and leaped onto it. "You evil piece of foxdung! You watched my mother die on the shore and did nothing about it. She was begging you. And you let her die!" The black tom laughed weakly, "Your mother had no worth to me." Aquafoot growled, "She did to me! Now this will be my revenge!" She sunk her claws into the tom's flesh. He bled like there was no tommorrow. Then he died.
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Post by rainheart on Nov 23, 2009 1:34:58 GMT
OOC: Poor Battleheart! *sniff*
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